482 Time To Win (1/2)
”Who do you think you are? You have no right to interfere when there is a duel in the Iron Gut Faction!” Hu Gaoyi glared at Chen Xiaobei snobbishly.
The rest of the faction members, too, glared at him hostilely – any fight, even within a faction was serious business. They would never allow any outsider to interrupt.
Meanwhile, the faction leader, Hu Haifeng squinted and continued with his meditation. Chen Xiaobei's appearance did not bother him in the least.
”I'm Uncle Murong's friend,” Chen Xiaobei said. ”I'll fight you instead!”
”F*cking retard!” Hu Gaoyi rolled his eyes and mocked him. ”Do you even know what you're saying? Taking his place – do you have a death wish?”
”That brat is insane. Challenging our young master… he doesn't want to live!”
”I think he's here to die for Murong Tian!”
”I've seen many idiots during my time… But I couldn't believe how fast they popped up. Just when I thought Murong Tian was an idiot dumb enough to fight our young master, there's another dumber one here to ask for his death!”
Every faction member began to laugh and mock Chen Xiaobei.
”Xiaobei, don't get involved!” Murong Tian frowned.
He glowered at his own daughter, clearly blaming her for dragging the young man into this mess. Meanwhile, she and Jinliu were whispering to Chen Xiaobei in a last-ditch effort to pull him away. Naturally, he ignored them.
”Do you have the balls?” He asked Hu Gaoyi flatly. ”Yes or no?”
”Just die. However, I can only fight one opponent at a time, it's faction rules! No one can interrupt this battle. I'll crush Murong Tian first, and trample you like an ant!”
”That's…” Chen Xiaobei was suddenly frowning after a glance at Hu Haifeng.
Ding!
[Cultivation: Later phase of Qi refining stage. Health: 15000. Combat power: 15000!]
'Hmmm. That old bastard is too powerful… I don't think I can defeat him even if I use my Blood Chaos Sword Essence – not that I can pull my treasures out as I like!' Chen Xiaobei thought, and started formulated plans to weasel out of this one.
”Uncle Murong,” he called out to Murong Tian. ”Hang in there, I'll think of something!”
”Sure!” Murong Tian nodded, although he was not really feeling hopeful give their current circumstance. No one could interrupt his fight against Hu Gaoyi – and he was already prepared for the worst-case scenario.
”Murong Tian, I'm giving you one last chance to surrender!” Hu Gaoyi grinned and clenched his fist.
”No. I'll never sacrifice my daughter!” Murong Tian replied determinedly.
”Dad…” Xiaoyao was so emotional she could not hold back her tears.
”Shit… Shit…” Jinliu was really nervous.
Through it all, Chen Xiaobei was trying to get someone with his cellphone.
”Mountain Splitting Hammer!” Murong Tian roared, his fists poised at Hu Gaoyi's head as he leapt into the air. He had mustered all five thousand combat power of his – it looked powerful enough to split a mountain!
”Garbage! You should have surrender to me since your combat is so much lower than me!” Hu Gaoyi shrugged arrogantly and raised his right fist. It appeared that he was not going to dodge, but would counter Murong Tian's offense with brute strength.
*Pow!*
Hu Gaoyi broke Murong Tian's attack with all his might.
*Crack*
The sound of something breaking followed, and Murong Tian's left arm was dislocated. He screamed in agony
”Dad!”
”Brother Murong!”
Xiaoyao and Jinliu screamed.
Infuriated, Chen Xiaobei glared at Hu Gaoyi with eyes that could kill. However, he did not put away his cellphone.